at night.

Ye Lanyin tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

The words her parents said today kept echoing in her mind.

'The Ye family wields great power; if they were to ally with the Regent, they would undoubtedly face opposition from the entire court.'

This step will likely be difficult.

Ye Lanyin pressed her chest. For some reason, hearing those words made her feel inexplicably depressed, but she couldn't pinpoint where the depression came from.

Hearing Ye Lanyin's even breathing, Lin Wanwan climbed out of the small bed, leaned against the corner of the wall, and walked to her side.

Then, she gently spun her palm, and a wisp of warm, jade-like spiritual energy rose leisurely and gently entered Ye Lanyin's brow.

Immediately, she transformed into a wisp of transparent spiritual energy and drifted into Ye Lanyin's dream.

In my dream, a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in a pale yellow ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), sat in a carriage with a smile on her face.

Suddenly, a carriage coming from the opposite direction collided with her carriage without warning.

Startled, the girl fell off the carriage and hit her head on a roadside stone.

"ah."

The surrounding people gasped in surprise and took a step back in fright.

Her personal maid rushed to her side, crying and calling out, "Miss, Miss, please wake up!"

"Miss, please don't frighten me."

The coachman asked anxiously, "Miss, what's wrong?"

Lin Wanwan rubbed her eyes.

Huh?

Isn't this Aunt Huaxin when she was little?

Was it when Uncle Zhong was a boy?

The image suddenly became blurry.

A man dressed in blue came down from below, his face obscured, and he hurried to the girl's side.

"Girl, girl, are you alright?"

The woman suddenly moved and sat up with the help of her maid.

"Hua Xin, what's wrong with me?"

Xiao Huaxin cried and said, "Miss, you just fell off the carriage. Did you hit your head? Or is anything wrong?"

The woman shook her head. "No, let's go back."

Seeing this, the man asked anxiously, "Miss, are you really alright?"

The woman waved her hand and said, "It's nothing."

"Hua Xin, let's go back."

"Miss, didn't you say you had something to do today?"

The woman shook her head. "Really? I don't remember. Let's go back."

Xiao Huaxin was puzzled for a moment, then helped the woman into the carriage.

The man stood there, apologizing profusely, until the carriage drove away.

"Young master, since there's nothing else, let's go."

"Alright, let's go."

The man was about to leave when his eyes caught sight of a letter lying not far away on the ground.

He walked over, bent down to pick up the letter from the ground, and then opened it.

The handwriting on the letter was strong and vigorous, with a smooth and flowing style, clearly written by a learned person.

"Sister Lanyin, I have to leave tomorrow. There are some things I've kept in my heart for a long time, and I want to tell you in person—Brother Lingyuan."

The man closed the letter in his hand, glanced at the end of the street, and then got into the carriage.

Lin Wanwan stood in the middle of the road, watching the departing man, a sense of doubt creeping into her heart.

Strange, who is that person?

Mother looked like she had something urgent to attend to, so why did she suddenly turn around?

Just then.

An irresistible, immense force pulled her outwards, like a vortex, mercilessly sweeping up Lin Wanwan's petite body, transforming it into a graceful arc.

A moment later.

Lin Wanwan returned from Ye Lanyin's dream and fell heavily to the ground.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of blood spurted from her mouth.

She reached out and wiped her mouth, feeling puzzled.

A few days ago, while offering incense at a sacrificial ceremony, she specifically calculated the fate of her mother and the regent, finding that the two were clearly destined for each other.

She was puzzled as to why her mother would suddenly remarry the Marquis of Zhenbei.

So, she's been focusing on spiritual power these past few days, hoping to sneak into the dream world to take a look.

Logically speaking, her spiritual power should have allowed her to see for longer, so how did it disappear so quickly?

With a sense of doubt, she leaned against the wall and walked towards the small bed.

Before she even arrived, Lin Wanwan fainted.

Suddenly, a wisp of transparent spiritual energy drifted in through the window, transforming into a young man in white.

He came to Lin Wanwan's side, gently picked her up, and placed her on the small bed.

"Girl, what do you want to do?"

"How can someone so young be spying on other people's secrets?"

As he spoke, he reached out and gently flicked her nose. "Naughty."

Then, the young man gently placed his palm on Lin Wanwan's forehead, and a dazzling golden light overflowed from his palm, gently seeping into her brow.

The little guy's face gradually regained its rosy hue, and he seemed to feel much better. He turned over and continued sleeping.

"Meat~"

“neinei ~”

The boy smiled faintly as he looked at her.

"Your first birthday in the human world is coming up in a few days. What would you like?"

As soon as he asked the question, he laughed at himself.

She's only one year old, what could she possibly want?

He reached out and touched her head, then transformed into spiritual energy and flew out the window.

The next day.

Lin Wanwan slept soundly all night.

Thinking about how she had tried to peek into her mother's dream last night, only to see nothing and even cough up blood, she felt incredibly distressed.

That's all thanks to how much meat she ate, and she didn't even get a single bite.

"Huh? Why is there blood on the ground?"

Ye Lanyin exclaimed in surprise and squatted down to examine the blood on the ground.

[That's not me.]

Lin Wanwan covered her face, not daring to look at Ye Lanyin.

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